Twentieth Race

[gingerspeedster]

[ Oh no! A sad face! ]

Bad news, guys. I asked, and the Admiral says no pizza party.

[ He pauses for the inevitable sigh of disappointment before turning determined. ]

But Dracula's right, we could use a decent party. I know a few people who can supply music. What do you say, Kitchens? Cook us up something special? [ And a grin, ] I can handle the

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[flashy_magic]

A party? I'm going.

[gingerspeedster]

Glad to hear it. How do you feel about home-made pizza?

[flashy_magic]

That sounds great! We should have those little smokey things, too.

[gingerspeedster]

Smokey things?

[flashy_magic]

The little hot dogs wrapped in a croissant.

[gingerspeedster]

Pigs in a blanket? I'll see what I can do.